to have you next to me, is to have everything.
there are times
in the night where you
sleep beside me
that I begin to
wonder what I
did in my past life
to have the chance
to love you,
because in this
cruel world
where one may
not have a lover,
I was blessed by
such a force
to have you by my side.
and grateful I am
to see your sleeping figure,
I wonder if it will ever last;
I wonder if you
are a mere figure
in my imagination
waiting to disappear
as soon as I touch you.
And so while
you sleep, I
resist the urge to
touch you
and simply resort
in basking in
your presence
and your peaceful face
And while you sleep
i am overwhelmed that you exist;
i am overwhelmed that I can love you.
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existential crisis: wellness and health
Poetryfor the ones who are hurt, heartbroken, overthinking, overwhelmed, and feel like they're slowly suffocating: OR for the ones who are deeply madly in love, are terribly obsessed, and or in a state of unrequitedness: "I hope you find the comfort you a...
